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JST Chapter 230: White Hair and War Clouds
🕑 Added 2025-03-31 01:45:02 +0000 UTCHiruko, one of the top employees, was aboard the Tobirama-class aerial mothership, leading the Explosion Release shinobi as they worked overtime to produce new ninja tools.
Then, suddenly, a surprise visitor arrived.
"Kazuki-sama, what brings you here?"
Hiruko greeted Kazuki with excitement, promptly and professionally reporting on their ammunition reserves: "—Enough to launch a full-scale assault and blanket the battlefield in a large-scale war.
Kazuki nodded slightly, surprised yet genuinely impressed. "You've worked hard..."
Despite being a reserved and introverted scientist, at this moment, Hiruko looked more like a factory worker on an assembly line. His gray hair was damp with sweat, clumped together from exhaustion.
"Serving Root is never hard, Kazuki-sama!" Hiruko declared with conviction. Then, as he glanced at Kazuki’s white hair, curiosity flashed in his eyes. "Kazuki-sama, what happened?"
Kazuki smiled warmly, waving off his concern.
But that smile brought back memories for Hiruko.
He vividly remembered the days when he had felt lost and inferior, overshadowed by his peers—the legendary Sannin. It was Kazuki who had acknowledged his path and his techniques.
Not only had Kazuki provided him with ample resources, but he had also legitimized the forbidden jutsu that Hiruko feared Konoha would erase, elevating it into an officially sanctioned technique that thrived on the battlefield.
Hiruko had gone from a nameless jonin to the deputy director of Konoha's Root Research Division—a celebrated war hero and a genius scientist…
All thanks to Kazuki.
But what Hiruko cherished most were the words Kazuki had once spoken to him in private:
"Dare to be extraordinary. You were born a genius!"
"I was once just average myself. I understand your desire to grow stronger..."
Kazuki had dispelled the deepest insecurities in Hiruko’s heart and had even shared his own secrets with him.
The unwavering trust of a strong man—more precious than gold...
"Have you decided which five Kekkei Genkai you’ll choose to complete the full form of the Chimera Technique?" Kazuki asked calmly.
"Since the war is ongoing, I’m granting you permission to deploy an elite Root squad to collect them as soon as possible."
Hiruko bowed deeply, his gratitude overflowing.
"Thank you, Kazuki-sama!"
"Your body already contains Hashirama’s cells, so Wood Release is an excellent Kekkei Genkai..."
Kazuki took out a small vial containing a pair of eyes.
Hiruko froze. These were… Three-Tomoe Sharingan?
Could it be...?
"As for Explosion Release, you acquired it to aid Root and Konoha in weapons research. But is it truly your preference?"
Kazuki handed the vial to Hiruko, chuckling softly.
"This is a pair of Three-Tomoe Sharingan—consider it my personal gift to help you perfect the Chimera Technique."
Where did these Sharingan come from?
From Uchiha Setsuna...
That old man had been crushed to pieces by an enraged Obito’s Kamui, but miraculously, one of his Sharingan had survived with minimal damage.
Kazuki’s shadow clone, like a scavenger, had picked it up while patrolling the shinobi world. Using Earth Grudge Fear and medical ninjutsu, he had meticulously restored and refined them!
After his masterful work, these old, worn-out eyes could now be advertised as—
[High-Quality Three-Tomoe Sharingan: Previously Owned by an Uchiha Elder, 99% Like-New Condition!]
Hiruko wouldn’t notice anything off, and they worked perfectly fine.
After all, if Kazuki could restore a shattered heart—like Sakumo’s—and bring it back to a healthy, beating state, what was a pair of old eyes in comparison?
Though Uchiha Setsuna was long gone, Kazuki was determined to squeeze every last bit of value from him...
And his loyal hound, Hiruko…
Would help him witness the dawn of a new shinobi world!
"Sharingan... Three-Tomoe Sharingan? These… are they really for me?!"
Hiruko was momentarily stunned, completely unprepared for the idea that someone outside the Uchiha clan could obtain such a pair of eyes.
Was this really okay?
He wanted them—desperately—but more than that, he feared causing trouble for Kazuki.
"Take them. Who knows? Maybe one day you’ll rename yourself Uchiha Hiruko."
"Has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?"
Kazuki placed the vial in Hiruko’s hands, smiling warmly as he patted his shoulder.
"I’m looking forward to seeing just how far you can go..."
"Till that day comes, be sure to tell me all about it."
Hiruko felt like he was dreaming as he accepted this incredibly precious gift.
After Kazuki left, he suddenly jumped in place like an excited child, his heart overflowing with joy...
"Hey, do you know what my name is now?"
Hiruko leaned in closer to Akimichi Choza. Having transplanted Explosion Release and possessing remarkable Yang Release abilities, Choza was an invaluable asset to the Explosion Release bomb production line and a close friend of Hiruko, the foreman.
"What else would it be? You're Hiruko..." Choza glanced at him in confusion, his hands never stopping as he expertly screwed components together, assembling one bomb after another.
"Wrong. From now on, my name is Uchiha Hiruko! Kazuki-sama has granted me this name!"
Hiruko eagerly joined in on the assembly work, humming to himself as he worked: "The Akimichi may be a great clan, but they don’t compare to us Uchihas..."
Choza's face darkened, but he couldn’t find a good retort. Instead, he channeled his frustration into the bombs, pouring even more chakra into them, as if he were trying to blow up Hiruko himself instead of the enemy...
"Kazuki-sama, once I perfect the Chimera Technique, I’ll document every detail and report it to you. That way, your version of the technique will surpass mine!"
Hiruko made this silent vow but then hesitated, a strange feeling creeping in.
"When that day comes, be sure to tell me about it..."
Thinking about Kazuki’s head full of white hair, why did that sound so ominous?
Hiruko shook his head vigorously, then smacked himself hard.
What the hell am I thinking?!
On such a great day, and I'm stuck on nonsense? What a terrible omen!
That white hair... Maybe it’s a sign that Kazuki-sama has already mastered the Chimera Technique! Yeah, it has to be a good thing!
[From the target, Hiruko: You get a special talent - the favor of chimera technique!]
[The favor of the Chimera Technique]: Your bloodline fusion rate has skyrocketed, reaching its current limit.
Uchiha Setsuna’s Sharingan.
Thus, he made his final contribution to the future peace of the shinobi world.
…
Inside the war tent, Orochimaru squinted at the battlefield map in front of him. Seeing Kazuki enter, he set down his pen and narrowed his eyes.
"Kazuki, you’ve run into trouble, haven’t you?"
Unlike others, Orochimaru always saw things through his own warped perspective. He had long believed that Tobirama was trying to possess Kazuki’s body!
That white hair only reminded him of one thing—That sinister Second Hokage.
'Impressive, as expected of the great Second Hokage... he moves fast...' Orochimaru mused, his eyes gleaming with curiosity.
Kazuki’s gaze shifted to the battlefield map. Instead of answering directly, he asked quietly, "Is another major battle coming?"
Orochimaru nodded. "Given the current situation, it’s inevitable."
"The remaining forces of Kumogakure, Iwagakure, Sunagakure, Amegakure, and Takigakure have all gathered in one place. They haven't made a move yet, but they’re camping out on this vast plain."
Orochimaru analyzed the situation with a practiced eye: "I suspect they’re preparing for a large-scale battle, trying to unite their scattered forces into a single devastating strike to break us."
"As for why they haven’t attacked yet and are giving us time to fortify our defenses..."
Orochimaru scoffed. "They’re probably arguing over strategy, troop deployment, and logistics."
"A bunch of so-called Kage, yet they’re nothing but a disorderly mob. Their hesitation will only lead to one thing—Tobirama-class bombs raining down on their heads."
His cutting remark made his disdain for the shinobi world's leaders crystal clear.
"I see... Another war, one bigger than ever before..."
Kazuki sighed and handed Orochimaru a notebook. "I had hoped my performance on the Iwagakure battlefield would quiet things down for a while..."
"But it seems we’re running out of time."
Orochimaru blinked in surprise and took the notebook. Flipping through it, he realized it contained the secrets of Ryuchi Cave’s Senjutsu, along with Kazuki’s refined insights and techniques.
Even a brief glance set his mind ablaze with curiosity.
The reason Orochimaru had never mastered Senjutsu was simple: his original body couldn’t withstand the immense natural energy. His genetics and bloodline limited him—he wasn’t born with Jiraiya’s natural resilience.
But Kazuki’s modifications had made this beastly Senjutsu more adaptable to human physiology.
For someone like Orochimaru, who had previously failed to cross that threshold, Kazuki’s methods reignited his hope of mastering Senjutsu.
